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Vinko REID Uljevic / 15
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I smoke chewy like a mother fucking nut
You got a grab bag hit the zags and roll her up
Cuz a nigga like me, cant fake it when im high
Get the visine for the tight red eyes
Jumped in the Cutlass with the niggas from the set
The blunt went out, but we aint done yet
Get another one blaze like its barbeque beef
it aint nuttin like a blunt for the funk in ya teeth
yea, im a skinny 6'5" motherfucker
if u didnt know me, you would think i was a clucker
but im not a clucker im a dodger and a ducker
come a lil closer im a show u im a punch ya
and if i cant beat u get my gun and im a buck ya
turn u over like a bitch pull out my dick and im a fuck ya


Now can your mind picture, a thug nigga drinkin hard liquor
This ghetto life has got me catchin up to God quicker
Who would figure that all I need was a hair trigger
semi-automatic Mack 11 just to scare niggaz
Pardon my thug poetry, but suckers is born everyday
and fear of man - grow on trees
Criminal ties for centuries, a legend in my own rhymes
So niggaz whisper when they mention
Machiavelli was my tutor Donald Goines, my father figure
Moms sent me to go play with the drug dealers
Hits fall, we thug niggaz and we came in packs.
Every one of niggaz strapped sippin on 'nac (Cognac)
In the back, my AR-15
Thuggin till I die, these streets got me cravin thorazine
My lyrics are blueprints to money makin
Fat as that ass that honey shakin
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Paranoid form the weed


3, 2, 1, comin in with a bang
It's 2 dark-skinned niggas, in a mutha fucking gang
Pimps with limps, never known as simps
We smoke dank, not the bammer shit
Damn, that bammer ain't no good
You might as well smoke some rolled up wood
Don't gimme no bammer joint
It's the Black C, nigga, gettin straight to the point
I was chillin outside on a hot day
It was me and my niggas, just check what I say
Let's fade, let's go see the dank man
They'll fade if they is my friends
A few niggas pitched in
(Let's go to the store so I can get some gin)

It's better than crack cocaine
It ain't medicine, but it'll ease the pain
And if you find right you're in luck

That't that dank shit
Time to pull another lick
RBL to the ninjas:
Our mission: to go and jack niggas
For their indo sacks, to be exact
We 2 are like straight macks
See, we got straight to the point
Cause we don't smoke no bammer joints


There is nothing more helpless and irresponsible than a man in the depths of an ether binge.- Hunter S Thompson